Article 50 in a heatwave

Douglas Adams was wrong. The answer is not 42, but 44.

The question: which way did you vote in the referendum?

Someone said to me once: 'I didn't recognise your number because it began with 44.' That makes him a leave and me a remain.

Yes, I oversimplify. This is a blog post.

I am in Court 4 of the Royal Courts of Justice. The outcome of the referendum is getting its first and by no means last day in court. 

The day of the referendum had apocalyptic rain. Today is beyond sweltering. The court has its own pathetic fallacy: in a ring of lightbulbs, one is dark, like the symbolic star which users of social media are removing from the EU flag.

Put out the light, and then put out the light:
If I quench thee, thou flaming minister,  
I can again thy former light restore,  
Should I repent me...

My notes say: 

'Acanthus
Teardrops
Ski jump nose flaring nostrils fine tapering fingers
Trinidad?
Dirk Bogarde'

Good God, is this Mills & Boon?

Today, order has to be made out of a slew of represented parties and two litigants in person, who have what is described as a Venn diagram of intersecting interests.

From the bench:
'...urgency and uncertainty...'
'...concerned citizens...'
'I look across the front row and see a bewildering array of legal talent.'
'We are living in very uncertain times.'

'Four hundred funders are not necessarily four hundred clients' (prompting thoughts of the Four Hundred who established a short-lived oligarchy in war-torn ancient Athens).

Do you trigger Article 50 or invoke it? Most people in court today say trigger, which sounds final, but I prefer invoke, as in conjuring a spirit, which might vanish.

'It would be disturbing if the Government said: all right, we'll just do it,' says the bench.
Lord Pannick says that would be 'inconceivable'.

'There will be no decision and Article 50 will not be invoked,' says Jason Coppel QC (for the Government).
'Before the end of the year. Let's just finish the sentence,' says Lord Leveson.
[Laughter; hasty confab among counsel's party]

Afterwards Joshua Rozenberg, who has been taking notes on yellow paper, speaks to camera outside.

I catch a disastrously designed Heatherwick bus. It is intolerably hot and breaks down at Hyde Park Corner. 'The bus has gone mechanical,' says the driver.

At home I do a rough draft sketch of the court scene and lose the will to live. I go to Beethoven's Missa Solemnis.

Miserere nobis
Dona nobis pacem

My exhibition of drawings, The Body of Law, is on the second floor of Senate House, University of London, Malet Street, London WC1E 7HU. It is part of the Institute of Advanced Legal Studies’ public engagement programme, www.ials.sas.ac.uk. Open until 30 July, Mon-Fri 9am-8.30pm, Sat 9.45am-5.15pm.